Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It's beyond me.

I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than climb upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

All my skinfolk ain't kinfolk.

There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose.

I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.

Bitterness is the coward's revenge on the world for having been hurt.

If you haven't got it, you can't show it. If you have got it, you can't hide it.

Someday find my son...tell him about how things can be between men on this Earth."--A Letter to Jesse Owens

I knew then that the Christian church thrives on hypocrisy, and that man's carnal nature will out...

It is notorious that no war between countries elicits as much hate and cruelty as civil war, in which there is no lack of acquaintance between the two warring sides.

I enjoy wording. Words for me are tangible bodies, visible sirens, incarnate sensualities.

Once you get rid of integrity the rest is a piece of cake.

I think The Nightingale is my best, most mature, most moving novel, but maybe that's just because I love these characters. I love the setting.

The trouble with gardening is that is does not remain an avocation. It becomes an obsession.

Christmas celebrations are often full of sound. It would be good for us to make room for silence, to hear the voice of Love.

Happy will the house be in which the relationships are formed from character.

If heaven is the reason and dieing is the door, than why aren't we all leaving what's the drama for?